Chapter 1274 - Youth 2

Chapter 1274: Youth 2
Translator: 
EndlessFantasy Translation 
 Editor: 
EndlessFantasy Translation

Cuboshaw lay on the ring but no one knew whether he was dead or alive. In the earlier chaos, Garen slashed a claw in the face, disfiguring him. He was now being picked up by Reyman.

You need to be careful, Garen. Cuboshaw is very vengeful…
He looked and whispered at Garen.


You should be more worried about him,
Garen didn’t mind. He was happy, but it was not about this. Instead, during his encounter in the Level Five poisonous gas attack, he made a pleasant discovery.
His soul and body were freed of his disharmonious state without any reason. Now, even if an Undead Master or a Soul Master was to stand before him, they would not discover the odd state of his soul and body.
That poisonous gas itself brought about soul temptation and corroding effect.


However, as a principal attack toward the soul, Garen had a strong fitting soul so he wasn’t afraid of this sort of attacks. So, this level five spellcraft was less harmful than a pure corrosion.
Moreover, Garen’s vitality had reached the higher standard of a young dragon that could weaken spellcraft by a level. Hence, he was immune to the majority of corroding spellcraft. The remaining harm was nothing to him.
It was then that he broke free from the encirclement and rescue Leona.

Garen!
He turned and was welcomed by Leona’s passionate embrace,
You’re just so cool!

Leona’s entire body was hanging on Garen.
 
The White Dragons respected those who were powerful. As long as one displayed a strong enough strength, he would earn respect and receive attention.
As he had resolved the harmonious issue of his body and soul, he didn’t have to keep a low profile. Receiving attention would gain him more resources and obtaining the fastest growth was the matter at hand.
That was why Garen took the opportunity to go full force in the end, letting the instructor experience his current ability.
If everything were to go well, the instructor should be on his way to the Elder’s residence. Discovering one with a great promise was a great phenomenon for the future of the White Dragon Clan. He would receive great rewards from this.



Garen, you really scared the shit out of us…
Boris and Saszt got up the ring together with the three siblings, Satwo, Sathree, and Safour who rushed over from the news and gathered around Garen.

I really thought you were done for!
Saszt patted his chest and gasped.

Five is the strongest!


Yes, Garen is the strongest.
Sathree, Safour and the rest had full confidence with Garen.

But it’s better not to go against the instructor the next time.
Satwo was still feeling a little uneasy. He recalled Garen’s earlier arrogance to challenge an adult White Dragon. If this was the wilderness, he would have been eaten up without questions asked.
The last move pulled by Garen scared him to a full-blown sweat. His body was now still trailing with icy bits from condensing the sweat.

The next time I’ll see who would dare to bully me in class!
Sathree was beaming with pride.
Garen was hemmed in the middle but was lost in his thought on how he resolved the harmony issue. However, no matter how he tried to recall, the only possible lead was that encounter down in the abyss.
His Soul Rings had all exploded yet in the end, miraculously resumed to normal.
Without a doubt, that powerful existence at the bottom of the abyss saved him.



I really need to find a chance to return for a look,
Garen did not like the idea of owing anyone, moreover this was a life-saving debt. He needed to find an opportunity to return the debt. Although he was now weak, as a Demon Lord the speed of his growth surpassed any regular being. He would seek an opportunity in the future.

The instructor fluttered his wings and glided a half round from the side of Elder’s Peak into a pitch black cave. An old White Dragon crouched at the entrance of the cave. He opened his eyes to give a glance but did not move as though he was still asleep.
The instructor flew another few hundred meters inside the cave and quickly arrived a large hemispherical grotto. A deep blue cold lake was right in the middle of the grotto.
An old White Dragon twice the size of the instructor mounted in the waters. This old White Dragon was flipping through a huge human reference book with interest. A pair of large-sized presbyopic spectacles were framed on his nose.

What is it again?
He did not bother to lift his head as he threw the question. He seemed to know the arrival of the instructor.

I found a budding dragon that I think can enter the Gifted Camp,
The instructor respectably answered in a low voice.

What kind of budding dragon?
The elder dragon yawned,
Hand-to-hand combat or spellcrafting?


Hand-to-hand,
The instructor quickly replied.
He is highly skilled in combat.
He added on in fear the elder dragon might pay no attention.
And of course, the moment the elder dragon heard it was hand-to-hand combat, a streak of disappointment flashed by his eyes.



You should know that our White Dragon Clan only has three slots in the Gifted Camp and only the geniuses of the Spellcrafting department can draw the attention of those old farts.

Fine fine, what’s the level of his Draconic Aura?

He casually threw another question.

Er… Level one… He just grasped the fundamentals.
The instructor was hesitant.

Just a newbie with Level One Draconic Aura yet you want to waste one recommending slot?
The elder dragon finally lifted his head and fixated his gaze at the instructor on the opposite end of the lake.
Are you sure you’re not kidding?


No, not kidding.
The instructor solemnly nodded.
He’s not even one year old but his body has reached the standard of a young dragon! He’s really outstanding!


No matter how strong his build is, although the bodies of the dragon race are tough, there is a limit to it.
The elder dragon sighed.
The Arcane Technique is able to exhaust the Time-Space Mysteries.

And this is limitless. You need to understand this.


However, if supplied with one of one Ice Stalagmites every month at the Gifted Camp, he would definitely become the strongest warrior at earliest!
The instructor wasn’t willing to give up.

Return. Warriors can only achieve immortality with Draconic Aura. If his Draconic Aura is no good, then he’s not good enough and too young at the present. Let’s have a look after a period of time.
The elder dragon waved his arm and a large force caged the instructor up. This was an arm of a wizard that instantly tossed him a few hundred meters out of the cave.


Landing outside the cave, the instructor still could not reconcile. He found one with great promise with difficulty to turn around from his awkward situation yet Great Elder did not approve of it.

I can only observe for now.
He fluttered his wing and flew away.

Deep within the Fiery Blaze Mountain Range.
In a dark cave beneath a snow peak.

Baschin’s destroyed… Even his Soul Imprint did not make it back.

A hoarse voice was coming from deep within the cave.
Green flames lit up in the eyes of knights in armor packed on two sides of the cave. The dark cave beamed a path of dull green.

Only by destroying all imprints entirely in an instant or sealed in an isolated space would he be unable to escape the Soul Imprint,
A knight in armor glowing in silver pattern responded in a low voice.

Is there such an existence close by?
The hoarse voice asked.

No findings,
The silver-patterned knight answered in a low voice.

Then it must be due to that abnormal soul. An abnormal soul inhabiting in a White Dragon whelp… Perhaps it’s a lure.


The White Dragon Mountain wouldn’t feud against us out of the blue. It could be a misunderstanding. I heard that a little White Dragon clan moved around here. It could be their doing.


Should I send troops to crush them?
Another silver-patterned knight opened up.

No… The clan must have an ancient dragon on watch.

Master’s wounds have not healed completely.

I can’t attack an ancient dragon.
The earlier silver-patterned knight rebutted.

But Baschin can’t just die in vain,
the withered voice continued,
The lead should be on that abnormal soul.

Use the Soul Detector to monitor the soul.

Strike him once he leaves the White Dragon territory.


Understood,
The two silver-patterned knights answered in unison.

The life in the Nurturing Center on Elder’s Peak was disinteresting.
At least, to Garen. It was training every day, study, training, study, and repeat. They were taught a few basic techniques which were valuable to regular dragon whelps. However, for a combat expert like Garen, it was meaningless.
So he started to nap in class.
It was odd as the instructor treated him with leniency and the other whelps dared not say anything as Garen’s ability surpassed them all.
Even though it was Garen was sleeping, the truth was, he was slowly training his Draconic Aura.
The Draconic Aura was also an application of the spirit power so even ancient dragons and elder dragons proficient in Arcane Technique who did not bother with the Draconic Aura would still have a forceful suppression of the Draconic Aura. It was the reason.
Garen’s soul power was naturally powerful but his spirit power was different from the will power of the Mech World. He hadn’t grasped fully the relation between spirit power and soul power.
His body build naturally grew bigger. With the round core sacrificed by the Suffering Knight, he gained five attribute points in his pocket every month.
In a blink of an eye, a year of peacefulness has passed.
Garen was over a year old and graduated early from the dragon whelp’s Nurturing Center. He did not participate the second hunt and following the words of the instructor, his participation in the whelp’s hunt would be an act of bullying. That would be truly unfair.
So Garen officially joined the youth class.
There were many classes for dragon whelps but only one in the youth class. There were over forty dragons in it. The difference between ages varied widely, There were some forty over years old while some over more than ten. However, Garen was the only one year old there.
Even Reyman who was coined the future White Dragon King did not possess the qualification to join the youth class that early.
However, Garen wasn’t the least bit concerned about this. The reason he left the idling whelp class and joined the youth class was for the chance to go hunting in order to obtain more Crystal Cores to speed up his growth.
The youth class could participate in the summon system of the Deladia empire’s human wizards.
Following the Dragon Alliance Treaty of the end of year 445, the young dragons could forge a deed with wizards by paying a certain fee as a price to summon young dragons into battle from a far away distance.
This was one of the contents of the agreement signed by the elders and Deladia Empire’s King.
This was why Garen wasn’t that opposed to joining the youth class that early in order to integrate sooner into human society in this world.
The instructor had witness Garen’s combat strategies with a seasoned hand. Only the battlegrounds of young dragons could provide Garen a better chance to grow.
He had, after all, patted his chest before the elder.
To allow a dragon whelp to join the youth class was rarely seen in history…